"It started out as a joke. Almost two years ago one of the guys just got married. He was bragging to the rest of the guys about how true she would alw...ys be. David, who by the way is NOT the guy you think he is, called him on it. Since Darren was going away for a few months, David goaded the group into trying to bring her down while she was alone. Darren said it was impossible and wanted proof if it happened. In a nutshell, it happened. Not only did she end up getting screwed in every way. As my fingers add more pressure on rubbing your cock, I can feel that your fingers are tracing the bottom curve of my ass, traveling towards the middle of my thighs. I jump a little, but luckily the elevator doors open again and no one saw. Your fingers now slip between my thighs, still on the outside of my skirt and you begin to rub your index finger against my pussy mound. I sigh slightly as I enjoy the feeling of your finger stroking my pussy lips open a little. Shit. I’m not wearing any. ‘Scrawny rat like you, I guess that’s possible. No matter, I don’t care how old you is. Get your mouth up here and start cleaning, cabin boy.’ A murmur of jovial anticipation swept the crew. Abner’s eyes grew wide as the realization of exactly what the captain expected struck home. Gregg saw the look of revulsion that quickly followed the look of surprise. ‘Am I to understand,’ he leaned forward, ‘that you don’t want to clean my cock for me?’ Abner’s head snapped from side to side. ‘So you. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a man, or simply anyone, who likes what we like?'David blushed again. He cleared his throat. 'I have some idea,' he admitted.'Then tell me. Please David, what is it that you like?''W-when I was young,' he said after some time with difficulty, 'I frequently spent the holidays with my grandmother.''And you found her dresses? Oh, me too!'David laughed. 'Well, no,' he said, again blushing.'You must do this more often,' she said, grinning at him like a.